Back in September 2008, I was beginning to undertake writing my second play — this one which would incorporate some music. “A Tad of Trouble”  was born and performed for the first time in May 2009. Six years later I am re-staging it with lots new music and an updated script. It’s a fun story of a troubled, mute boy who is given the gift of song by his guardian angel. The first song I wrote for this piece was called “On the First Day of March” — its the piece where the angels realize that the boy can hear her when she sings. So on this first day of March 2015, here are the lyrics that I wrote once upon a time. Enjoy.

On the first day of March the harrow lies still

And the leaves long impacted wait the robin’s clear shrill

And the snow half-melted hints to warmth yet to come

In this dim barren world I know good is not done

On the first day of April as the rain sloshes down

And the wheels of the carriage are stuck flush to the ground

And the driver hurls curses at his horses undone

In this mud maddened world I know good is not done

For the mud gives way to the soft fertile ground

And the air in full blossom bring the birds back around

Long fasting, fresh finches wing their hopes to the sky

While fields of green splendor spread their life far and wide

Life whispers then roars out the name of the one

Who anchors the stars and gives warmth to the sun

Mid-March has no answer for the goodness that comes

And it reminds me my work here on earth is not done

On this first day of March while the tricksters still rule

While they scam and they laugh making peasants poor fools

And they cling to their money like a prodigal son

Even then I still know that good is not done

Even now I still know that good is not done